I look to the sky to which I normally gaze,
To my awe, it's all just a haze,
Very seldom, nature has left me in a daze,
I suppose.. I've lost my place,

My mind still roams, but now in a field of mines,
My heart no longer beats, yet the words still rhyme,
A million glances at the old clock retrieve only time,
I laugh, I smile, I want to cry, but I know I'm fine,

Seconds no...